Chapter 327: The Great Jing Immortal Dynasty (Fifteen)

The Great Jing Dynasty
Emperor Yifa perished, failing to ascend to immortality while carrying the entire human race's destiny.
Since that day, Emperor Tianwu also disappeared without a trace.
Gradually, rumors began to circulate within the Great Jing Dynasty.
Emperor Tianwu suppressed the entire Great Jing Dynasty's destiny. The dissipation of the human race's immortal destiny severely injured Emperor Tianwu, leaving him critically wounded and unable to contend with the various alien races, lacking the strength to suppress everything.
This rumor intensified. The Great Jing Dynasty tried every means to suppress these rumors, but could not stop their spread. Even in the most remote parts of the Great Jing Dynasty, news of Emperor Tianwu's critical injury and impending death circulated, even though no one knew who Emperor Tianwu was.
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Ziyang Heavenly Prefecture
The Great Jing Dynasty has three thousand prefectures, of which only eighteen are called Upper Prefectures.
Each of the upper states was a sanctuary built by countless sages of humanity, encompassing numerous forces, including pillars of humanity, immortal-level powers, and those with emperors as their guardians.
The Zhuge family was one of them. As a colossal force suppressing Ziyang Tianzhou, their mission was to protect the entire Ziyang Tianzhou and ensure the survival of the Great Jing Dynasty.
"Will we receive reinforcements?"
Zhuge Yao, renowned throughout the Great Jing Dynasty for his uncanny ability to foresee the future, looked at the bleak world and gave a bitter laugh.
This was the third thousand years since Ziyang Tianzhou had been besieged.
Since the news of the Heavenly Martial Emperor's disappearance spread, those forces formerly suppressed by him initially only stirred restlessly.
But they discovered that no matter how outrageous their actions,
the Heavenly Martial Emperor did not appear.
Gradually, they grew bolder, shifting from probing to invasion.
The Great Jing Dynasty, leaderless and without its Heavenly Martial Emperor, fell into disarray.
With the powerful figure no longer looming over them, they began vying for power and resources. While the external races dared not provoke them, internal factions fought fiercely.
Only a few prefecture-level powers, led by Ziyang Tianzhou, continued to resist.
Ziyang Tianzhou thus became a thorn in the side of many external races.
Before Zhuge Yao stood a woman, wielding a red-tasseled spear, her armor gleaming coldly, splattered with immortal blood. Tens of thousands of years had transformed Nan Hongsang, making her a powerful female warrior guarding Ziyang Pass, single-handedly suppressing the many prodigies of the external races.
Since leaving the capital, Nan Hongsang had never returned.
All news of her vanished without a trace.
"Reinforcements..."
"The entire Ziyang Tianzhou is now cut off from all communication. There's no news from the capital, and the other Tianzhou, fearing the overwhelming power of the alien race, have given up resistance."
"Once Ziyang Tianzhou falls, becoming a paradise for the alien race, our human race will have no chance to rise again."
Nan Hongsang was acutely aware of the importance of Ziyang Tianzhou.
That red-tasseled spear was like an unyielding flag.
Without reinforcements, Ziyang Tianzhou didn't even need the alien race's emperor to intervene.
"Yes... our human race will have no chance to rise again..."
"Perhaps today, we will perish here."
Zhuge Yao touched the void with her delicate hand, conjuring countless worlds. These worlds transformed into ghostly realms, and atop the walls of Ziyang Tianzhou stood a towering giant, its head drooping, lifeless.
Even devoid of life, it continued to fight. Beams of light continuously surged into its body, emanating from the ancient altars of Ziyang Tianzhou. Every second, countless lives perished. Those geniuses who were invincible in their realms were now merely insignificant specks among the countless, becoming nourishment for the giant.
Although half of Ziyang Tianzhou's territory remained intact,... the life within those territories was already decimated.
"The Zhuge family's Heaven-Seizing Array won't last much longer."
"I will use the last of Ziyang Tianzhou's strength to send you away."
"You are still alive; perhaps there is still hope."
Zhuge Yao looked at Nan Hongsang before her and smiled faintly. At this point, how could someone as clever as her not understand that, given the current situation, only the appearance of the Heavenly Martial Emperor could perhaps resolve Ziyang Tianzhou's predicament?
But that was impossible.
Nan Hongsang shook her head.
“Why? Didn’t you want to go back to the capital? For the past seventy thousand years, you’ve been constantly thinking about your husband.”
“I don’t know what it is about him that makes a remarkable woman like you so attached to him for so long.”
A hint of jealousy flickered across Zhuge Yao’s ethereal face.
A rare smile appeared on Nan Hongsang’s face, and her previously chilling aura softened. “He… for me, he’s good in every way.”
“He prepares worry-free cakes for me, he always comforts me, he watches me practice spear fighting in the snow, he plays music for me…”
Zhuge Yao couldn’t understand. There were countless men in the world who could do such things. What kind of charm did that man possess that made a remarkable woman like Nan Hongsang so dependent?
The Great Jing Dynasty had countless geniuses, but among them, that person’s name wasn’t even mentioned.
"Since he's so good... you should leave even more. You still possess the aura of immortality. My Zhuge family's grand formation will send you away; they can't stop you."
Zhuge Yao didn't understand.
But she didn't want to see Nan Hongsang die here in vain.
Nan Hongsang smiled.
"That's precisely why I must stay here."
"If I escape, the pens of this world will not let me go, nor will they let him go."
The towering giant's body ceased to move.
From its feet to its head, it stiffened little by little.
Even the most powerful corpse is, at best, just a corpse.
The last resort of Ziyang Tianzhou vanished at this moment.
The massive army, like locusts, surged into Ziyang Tianzhou.
The last of Ziyang Tianzhou's cultivators, even if they came out in full force, seemed insignificant before these overwhelming numbers of alien races.
Nan Hongsang's red-tasseled spear broke in her hand. She drew her sword and carved a path of carnage through the hordes of alien races.
Her cultivation had broken through, but this had exhausted her true essence, depleted her laws, and left her with no flow of the Great Dao Source.
The human population of Ziyang Tianzhou was steadily declining.
Nan Hongsang gripped her sword hilt tightly, surveying the figures around her, each like a demon god.
"Is the Heavenly Martial Emperor of the Human Race truly dead?"
"A prodigy of the Human Race, she was protected by the aura of immortal destiny."
"We can't kill her, but surely we can suppress her? Once the protection of the immortal destiny dissipates, we'll naturally be able to kill her."
"What a pity for such a formidable opponent as the Heavenly Martial Emperor. With the fall of Ziyang Tianzhou and the downfall of the Great Jing Dynasty's number one genius, if the Heavenly Martial Emperor were still alive, he certainly wouldn't accept this situation."
"......."